Pale skin
Red floor
Open secrets
Now closed
Pale skin
Red floor
Her heart stopped
And his is in uproar
Pale skin
Red floor
She is a bull
And he, the matador
Pale skin
Red floor
For a moment he ignored
That 'you are mine and I am yours'
Pale skin
Red floor
'Hide the body' he was told
But he,
He had other plans in store
Pale skin
Red floor
He pulled the trigger and let it go
He fell flat, on the floor
Same drill,
Pale skin
Red floor,
To ask his lover for forgiveness
For his brain declined, but his heart was cold
And now, his skin is pale and red is the floor
'You are mine and I am Yours; now for evermore'
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A/N: I have no idea what the fuck that was, I just came up with it and it is creepy af. Nice start to the book huh? *note sarcasm*
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PoetryAs the cover suggests. Its a book of poems and occasionally some other shit.